Morrison looked at Yun Zhe warily, then slowly moved a little further away.

"You don't know why your soldiers mutinied, do you?" Yun Zhe glanced at Morrison, who was moving away into the distance, and chuckled softly.

Morrison genuinely didn't know, but from the voice just now, he could vaguely hear words like "eat" and "food," probably protesting that the food was too bad.

“I don’t think you’re a general who enjoys torture,” Morrison said, gathering his thoughts. He didn’t want to admit that he didn’t know why the soldiers rioted, but he truly knew nothing about it.

“I’ve been keeping you in solitary confinement, and I think you’ve guessed some of my intentions,” Yun Zhe said without answering.

Morrison fell silent. He had some suspicions about Yun Zhe keeping him locked up alone, and for example, there was a very good reason for it right now.

"I will not betray my soldiers. If they riot because of poor treatment, I will support them to the death." Morrison's voice was low, but carried an undeniable tone.

Yun Zhe snorted, "They're not complaining about the poor treatment; they're worried about being eaten by me."

Morrison suddenly felt dizzy; this was a reason he hadn't expected at all. Do the Aruru people have a cannibalistic custom?

Yun Zhe took a deep breath. "They think I'm a vampire and that I'll eat them like food. What do you think of this reason for the riot?"

As if in response to Yun Zhe's words, the sounds outside the window suddenly intensified. Shouts, yells, and the sounds of sticks striking flesh were all mixed together.

Morrison immediately recalled the terrifying story the soldiers who rushed towards him that night had told him. But Morrison didn't believe it; he wasn't entirely convinced.

"This is outrageous..." Morrison grew increasingly anxious as he listened to the escalating noises outside the window. He thought to himself, "To riot over something so absurd is tantamount to suicide!"

"Are you worried I'll kill him?" Yun Zhe asked, feigning curiosity.

Morrison was taken aback and looked at Yun Zhe with even greater vigilance. At this moment, Yun Zhe had a condescending and mocking smile on his face, as if he were looking at Morrison as if he were a frog in a well.

"Don't worry, I won't kill them. Not only will I not kill them, I will also release them back, one batch at a time..."

After saying that, Yun Zhe's smile deepened. His seemingly cruel smile provoked Morrison, causing him to jump up suddenly, wanting to control Yun Zhe on the spot.

But he only jumped once and didn't do anything else.

He dared not gamble... because he had already understood why Yun Zhe had let these soldiers go.